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The new Heather, however, sidled towards the Aga and busied herself concentrating on the pasta sauce which she had earlier prepared for herself, having thought that he wouldto the country

‘There was no need for you to rush back,’ she said indistinctly to the thick Bolognese sauce ‘I mean, I do understand that you have a job to do in London, and that job is going to prevent you froet, I was married to a workaholic’ She didn’t dare turn round, because she knew that her will poould be threatened thethere, lean,the sauce was her cowardly way of buying time

Leo frowned This was hardly the rapturous response to which he had becoiven Maybe she was having an off day He crossed the roo the way she stiffened, and disht

‘You were married to a creep,’ Leo asserted He slipped his arms around her and nibbled the side of her neck She was all creae of what lay under those clothes was a fierce turn on When they had first slept together, she had been wildly aroused but still unsure of herself She was out of practice, she had later confessed, and she had virtually apologised in case she had been a let down Leo had been touched by that lack of self-confidence Since then, with all her barriers truly down, she’d been the , hottest lay he had ever had He couldn’t get enough of her He frequently interrupted his working day so that he could seek her out and lose himself in her voluptuous body When he wasn’t around her, he caught hihts to when she would be back in his arms

Heather didn’t reply Lust fired through her like a raging furnace, and her eyelids fluttered as she leaned back into hi whatever thread of helpful distraction it had offered her She heard her own softthe length of her body, unbuttoning her shirt to free her bare breasts which hung full and ripe and waiting to be touched She gave another low an to caress her She was barely aware of hiainst the counter and continue to slowly manipulate her body from behind, notch by exquisite notch, towards a place of no return

He hispering into her ear, shredding her ability to think clearly as he began telling her what he wanted to do to her, where he wanted to touch her, hoanted to touch her By the tiypsy-cotton skirt, her body was screa around so that she couldto her, and she was too far lost in her own sensual pool to find the energy to resist hiers found the wet, slippery core of her and began stroking

Her feverish response was an unstoppable force against which she had no resistance She arched back, barely able to breathe, and when she eventually caase with shocking abandon It seeain earthbound, then she swivelled round to look at him, her face still flushed and her nipples still stiff and rosy with arousal

‘This wasn’t rinned at her

‘Since when?’ Instead of taking her right here and right now, he would wait until later when they were in bed He would savour the ether I like that’

‘Yes, well…’ Her eyes skittered away froaze ‘We—we need to talk, Leo’

Leo frowned ‘Talk? Now? What about?’

Heather could see that talking was probably the last thing he wanted to do

‘There’s been a bit of an aard development’

‘What kind of aard development?’ Alert to the nuances in her tone of voice, Leo was instantly on his guard as he rapidly sourced in his head what aard developht want to discuss with him ‘Do I need to sit down for this?’ he asked abruptly He didn’t like the way she was looking at him with that cautious, shuttered expression He didn’t like finding that he had driven like a et here only to find his expectations of the evening going so drastically off-course It struck him with unpleasant force just how much he had become accustomed to a certain pattern of behaviour between them, and how much he had come to enjoy that pattern

For aand found it wanting, had fashioned a personal life thattedium of routine and the unacceptable consequences of coe how much routine had seeped into his relationship with Heather

He couldn’t pinpoint when that had happened He just knew that he enjoyed having her available for him, enjoyed the smile that lit up her face every time he looked at her

‘If you like’ Heather shrugged Now that sex was off the menu, she could tell that he wasn’t best pleased Wasn’t it the driving force behind their relationship, as far as he was concerned? That combustible passion that flared up whenever they were around each other?

He refilled his glass ine and headed towards the sitting roo in his head, a suspicion which took shape and was fully developed by the ti room door quietly behind them